Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 233: Cross-Dressing Boss Mu Qing Comes Online

Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Cross-Dressing Boss Mu Qing Comes Online

Qin Ruan laughed harmlessly, her voice warm: "Have you ever heard of the Wangchuan River, the boundary river of the Underworld that lies between the Road of Death and the Netherworld?"

Xia Yunchen shook his head. How should he know about these things?

Qin Ruan smiled: "It is said that after death, a soul will be taken into the Underworld, and then walk along the Road of Death, cross Naihe Bridge, and after crossing the Wangchuan River, it will enter the Netherworld.

The water of the Wangchuan River is blood-colored, and it’s teeming with worms and snakes. The stench of blood is so overpowering that it hits you in the face. Once a puppet soul falls into the river, it will be torn and bitten by the worms and snakes and will be forever stuck in the afterlife.

The snakes there are not like the snakes that we know. They suck your blood, tear your flesh apart, and swallow it chunk by chunk into their stomach, and then burrow into your organs, until there is no flesh and blood left, and then they move onto their next prey..."

"Gag!"

Before Qin Ruan finished speaking, Xia Yunchen could no longer stand it, and he leaned over the sofa’s armrest to throw up.

Not just him, even Qiao Nanyuan and Lun Wenbin looked as pale as a sheet.

They knew that what Qin Ruan said was true, and this was just the least dangerous reality of the Netherworld.

But as insignificant as it might seem, the inevitable journey that every wandering soul must take to descend into the Netherworld, as described by Qin Ruan, was so gruesome and terrifying.

Xia Yunchen was truly disgusted by Qin Ruan’s description.

While he feared snakes, he also understood the habits of most snakes.

But he had never heard of such brutal and bloody snakes.

"Enough!"

Changyuan stood up and strode over to Xia Yunchen, his eyes flashing with a deep and cold light.

He gently patted Xia Yunchen’s back and glared at Qin Ruan with a warning look.

"What exactly are you trying to do? Why are you making it tough for him?"

Qin Ruan answered with a warm smile: "From the very beginning, my intentions have always been clear."

"Didn’t you want to discover the truth about Mu Qing? He would never betray his master. Had he not aided me back then, the master’s essence would have already been sucked dry by the female puppet."

"Mu Qing?"

Qin Ruan frowned slightly, muttering this unfamiliar name under her breath.

"Little girl, are you calling me?"

A voice echoed from behind, the tone deliberately flirtatious and gender-neutral.

Qin Ruan turned around and saw a... man? leaning against the table in the Xia family hall.

He was a man, though he was dressed in an exquisite blue qipao.

If he were a woman, the short, neatly cut hair and the protrusion on his throat, a feature only men have, would be so evident.

This was clearly a man dressed in women’s clothing.

The long blue qipao gave off an impression of elegance.

Had it been worn by a mature woman, it would have accentuated the natural superiority of a woman’s figure.

Now that it was worn by an average-looking man, it didn’t feel out of place at all, and even gave off a unique kind of beauty to the viewer.

In particular, the man’s actions and expressions were so enticing, imitating those of a woman, he exuded a charm more alluring than a woman.

Such enchantment was so provocative that even other women felt inferior in comparison.

Ice-cold flashes of light danced in Qin Ruan’s eyes, recalling the wandering soul’s words, the apparition who murdered him wore a blue skirt, his throat marked by a swelling that only men have.

Another commonality has emerged yet again.

"Little girl, were you looking for me?"

Mu Qing walked towards Qin Ruan with graceful strides, every action of his exuding a captivating charm.

"And who are you?"

Xia Yunchen’s face gradually turned grave, his expression extremely serious.

How did these strange people keep appearing in his house?

The appearance of a man dressed in ancient clothing was already beyond his comprehension.

And now another man had appeared, dressed in women’s clothing, behaving even more like a woman than an actual woman.

When did his home become a shelter for these bizarre creatures?